We spend our days bound by endless obligations. Yet, even with loneliness, failed relationships, and soul-draining work, people still manage to catch a glimpse of happiness. Why?

  • CapriciousDay@lemmy.ml
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    5 days ago

    We’re just smelly sacks of biology like a rat or a lizard who happen to have developed higher reasoning capacity for whatever reason.

  • ☆ Yσɠƚԋσʂ ☆@lemmy.ml
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    6 days ago

    Why does there need to be a point to it all. We exist, and we can set our own goals and create our own purpose in life. That’s what self determination is. Personally, I find happiness in doing things that I find meaningful or interesting.

  • Jourei@lemm.ee
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    5 days ago

    In my book, it doesn’t have a purpose, everything only matters for a brief moment in your life. “This too shall pass”, for better and for good.

  • Devanismyname@lemmy.ca
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    5 days ago

    I think life is about maximizing positive subjective experience. If it doesn’t make you happy or allow you to live happy in other moments, don’t do it. Work sucks, but it gives you money that allows you to buy things that make you happy.

  • Magnus@lemmy.ml
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    4 days ago

    I like laughing and having sex (which I definitely have a lot of all the time I swear)

  • tazzy@lemm.ee
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    4 days ago

    Enjoy the ride.

    There is no point. The point is that you experienced life at all, the most rarest thing in this universe perhaps. Most people don’t even stop to think how amazing that is. Going outside and smelling fresh air, drinking water, laughing, crying.

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    5 days ago

    Nothing happens to you after you die. The pieces to pick up and carry on is on those we leave behind, if we are remembered well. If not, the pieces to pick up and throw out is on them too, anyway.

    If nothing happens after we die, it’s the same thing as that nothing happens in a movie after it’s ended. I hope that the character I was will still exist in peoples’ mind even after I go. I’ve recently started to embrace that “All the world’s a stage” thing a lot and lot more, recently.

    “All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts,”